Chapter 106 - painting class

Stella

I practically floated out of Lawrence's sleek black sedan, barely hearing his reminder to text when I was ready to be picked up later.

"See you later, love. " I shouted heading out.

My thoughts swirled with giddy exhilaration at the incredible opportunity awaiting inside the understated stone gallery.

Lawrence had somehow arranged for me, a complete artistic unknown, to study painting under the great Andre Dubois himself!

I still couldn't believe it. Andre was renowned in elite art circles for his lush forest landscapes and minimalist urban scenes that fetched outrageous sums. His works were even displayed in national museums!

The other students I glimpsed hauling canvases and equipment into the studio all seemed so polished and artsy.

I suddenly felt self-conscious in my thrift store smock and faded bag covered in acrylic stains from amateur experiments at home.

Lawrence did have connections for me to be accepting patronage from someone like Andre Dubois.

But when the sta